This week has been weird by far. Lets rewind back to Tuesday when  I was sitting at the bowling alley working on my schoolwork. A caretaker of one of the other girls that likes to bowl with my students walked up and said “Do you mind if I ask you a question?” I told her sure and she said “What do you think happens to us after we die?” I was thrown for a loop because this was after all just  a bowling alley.

   For the next  hour we talked about how God works and uses people and how he is nonjudgmental in these choices. We talked about how I thought religion as a general practice was a joke and how going to church every Sunday was not going to save my soul if I had no relationship with Jesus. Not just me but anyone.

   It was nice, to see someone so young so fired up and full of faith. It caused me to do a lot of thinking about things that have progressed over the last few years and how I’ve been compelled lately to change them. One of the things she said to me caught me off guard and I laugh about it now, because as much as I would like to stick her photo on the wall of crazy people to avoid from here on out, I needed not hear what she had to say, but just to talk to someone that would  help me realize I have fallen more into trusting myself than I have in trusting God. She said “I don’t know if you are close to the end of your time or what…..”

   That made me think what if I WAS close to the end of my time?  It was a little creepy to think about, but we all have to face it someday. What would I change? So I decided first and foremost I was going to work on my faith, be more patient and forgiving. I’m going to hug my children more and respect that my husband works long hours and needs his rest. I’m also going to mend a few broken relationships…..you know, just in case.